No darlings, I’m not thowing out legal advice.
Pouring over my honey-to-do list of catching up on football news, ESPN discussed the word that college football was based on… Tradition.
Where is it going? Why aren’t recruits choosing The Fighting Irish anymore, or Big Blue or the Huskers?? Tradition!
Big Boring Football is all I hear.
Don’t get me wrong honey, Saturday’s waking up in the sunny Golden Triangle, I feel a little flutter when USC has a home game, and my mind begins humming the fight song.
Why yes I become excited to witness a man wearing his armor, riding his white horse -what woman doesn’t?- and the crowd at the Coliseum. Which resembles the actual Roman relic in more ways than one. Those stairs crumbling apart under your feet, gives it character. I view it as tradition in action.
I almost became a 12th woMan on the field one sunny LA afternoon, as one of those crumbly things gave away under my red sole, and I began tumbling straight toward the field. Thankfully my boyfriend at the time saved me.
Don’t act like it hasn’t happened to you dear Trojans fan.
I can hear it now…
“The Trojans defense is lined up, looks like a dime package with Shaw deep in the secondary. Here’s the snap and whoa… Whoa!! What?! Is that..?! who’s that tumbling onto the field? She just wiped out Huntley! and it’s a fumble! Touchdown! Hurry boys and line up to kick the extra point for the win, and the play isn’t reviewed!!”
I have fantasies too you know.
Back to that T word… University of Oregon Inc. was brought up. Their flashy uniforms, state of the art glass enclosed lockers with iPads installed, the hyperbaric chamber in the corner, and Uncle Phil up in his box calling a play or two.
Well there’s another uncle from the good old state of Oklahoma, who is a member of the Billionaire Boys Club like Uncle Phil…
If Uncle Phil bought his way to win, why hasn’t Uncle Pickens done the same for that other OSU?
What have you done for me lately Oklahoma State? I too lust for the nearly decade-ago priceless press conference quotables.
Their unis (oh silly, autocorrect NOT units) are slick. I enjoy a nice flat gray paired with undertones of black & burnt (non-Texas) orange.
They have played well in the new Big X… I just mandated those other two Roman numerals dropped until Commish Bowlsby can find two schools wanting to make the Big XII, XII again.
Why is this honey on a rant? How does this relate to tradition? Directly relates to why T-R-A-D-I-T-I-O-N in CFB is saying, ciao!
It’s a new shift, and as one who believes change is the only constant, I’m lapping it right up, like an 18 year Oban neat… yummy.
So why do you scratch your little head & say out loud, but Oregon paid to play!
Oh hush now.
It’s like Apple, Instagram, those snap twats… Someone did it better honey, get over it.
Money can buy you a good time, a few mail order brides pretty faces, fine cuts of meat, paired with decedent brown liquor, and shiny toys – like a bright red balding middle aged-man mobile.
Face the cold-blooded truth my darling, you envy after the Taco in the bar who can pull any honey he wants, although he’s couch surfting while finding weed seed money to fund his next venture, while eating bar nuts.
Some guys get it. All they do is win win win no matter what. Giving tradition the duck-face.
That’s what Oregon did.
Did they lure in top talent with those shiny lockers and slick unis? Absolutely
Did they convince some 17-year old who’s never been told the two letters, N-O he would start as QB? Yes
Did they likely tell Momma that her boy down south has a better chance of making it to the N.F.L. although he may not start for like two seasons? Uh-huh
Coffee’s for closers my dear hearts, and that’s why “I’mma man! I’m 40!” Isn’t so en fuego for the pretty young things, recruits.